Being alone in grief is one of the hardest things to bear. When you speak with family, friends, other people who knew and loved him - he is alive again between you all. You nod, and laugh, and reminisce. You recognise and share the same concept of him, ahh yes, there he is, the person we all remember. When you grieve alone, you alone bear the weight of keeping that person alive. And that my friends, is one hell of a responsibility.